at nightfall when the soul was to be reclaimed
here that just sitting
gave an hour before joining
listen to them
words to words without word
steps to steps one and
a
imagine if this
if one day a happy day this
imagine if one day a happy day this
was over
imagine
the urge every day to be alive one more day
clear that not without sorrow
have born on
night so we implore you
dawn night
please drop a breather Saturday
no more laughter from midnight to midnight
not mourn the silence that existed
before and there never
torn by the sound of a word without a past
for saying too much more
unable vowing never to old to go silent
old stops away
go away
stop
here that just sitting
gave an hour before joining
listen to them
words to words without word
steps to steps one and
a
imagine if this
if one day a happy day this
imagine if one day a happy day this
was over
imagine
the urge every day to be alive one more day
clear that not without sorrow
have born on
night so we implore you
dawn night
please drop a breather Saturday
no more laughter from midnight to midnight
not mourn the silence that existed
before and there never
torn by the sound of a word without a past
for saying too much more
unable vowing never to old to go silent
old stops away
go away
stop
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